Gina Nicole · May 21, 2012
Our Dance

We always dance,
you and I.
moving in circles,
eyes locking
until we put our
heads back down.

It's a complicated dance we do,
you and I.

One step
forward,
three back,
two forward,
one back,
back and forth,
to and fro,
up and down
the street.

One hello,
one rejection,
one joke,
misplaced affection.

We move too quickly
to realize where we're standing
It's all just a silly dance we do.

 
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